I fumbled into my couch while throwing my stilettos onto the other side of the room. The bright screen of the phone rests on top of my collar bone against my cheek as I gulp the bottle of vodka while waiting for Andrew to pick up. Each time I drink, the less I taste Spencer’s alcoholic tongue in my mouth. I pursed my lips each time I take a sip savoring the taste of cold vodka on my lips. After several rings, the phone operator led me to his voice mailbox: “Please leave a message after the tone” it said so I did.
I breathed heavily as my heart bounced up and down in my chest as if it will jump out any minute. I took another sip before I started, “Andrew… dear dear Andrew” my words were slurred like an infant attempting to utter words for the first time. “I want you to know that you’re such a bastard—how, how the-“I started choking up, tears filled by eyes again as it rushed out tracing my cheek bones smearing my mascara “….how the hell can you leave like that? Three years. Three motherfucking years, Andrew and you can just—leave me, how can you do that?” words were piling up in my throat waiting to be spoken making it difficult for me to swallow each gulp of vodka. My heart sunk in the tears of my loneliness as I professed my love to him over a voicemail, “I still… still love you. I do… I crave your touch, your scent, your lips… I want you to be here, sharing a bed with me. Please” I began tracing my lips with my thumb like he used to and my left hand traveled to the plains of my chest and gently tracing the hills of my bosom caressing carefully every inch of my skin. My right hand massaging my scalp and slowly gripping my hair yanking it to its roots as my left hand travelled down my hips and unto my upper thighs slowly rubbing it. “When you first kissed me… I will never forget the taste of your mouth…” I continued on slowly panting in arousal by my own hands “…and then when we first did it” I chuckled as my left hands slip under my lace panties found its way to my clitoris rubbing it gently teasing the lips of my vulva as I grasp for my breath. “… I want to be with you and kiss and fuck like we used to. I will do anything you want to please you, just please come back”. My mouth uncontrollably opened as the sound of moaning arousal came out, I bit my lower lip but the sound of my moan keeps slipping out. I slid in a finger within my folds as I felt the warmth of my insides feeling in the emptiness I felt when Andrew walked away. “Please come back, Andrew. Ahh, I want you inside of me. I want your hand to touch me”. Sliding my fingers in and out, I let out a howl like the wolves waiting for their mate; each movement becomes faster and rougher while my right hand is exploring the curves of my flesh navigating its way to my breasts. “Please… I will be yours to dominate. Please… come back” I wept as I grabbed on to the cushion underneath my couch and moved my fingers in and out the walls of my womanhood in great passion as my upper thighs started to perspire as well as my flaming loins. The marks of my teeth are embedded on my lips in pain and passion as I pleasure myself with my own flesh. I felt the walls around my fingers tighten and my core ready to let out the fruits of my lust. I started to continuously moan loudly not being able to control my own breathing, I grasped for my breath repeated as my fingers dominate my body completely. I let out the loudest howl and screamed for Andrew’s name as the river of lust flowed into the cushions of my couch soaking my underwear making my whole body quiver in euphoria and passion of the moment. And after that, I let out a big sigh as I pant repeatedly and let my eyes fall and my brain to sleep.
